By Ellis Peters
While the tomb of Jan Treverra is opened to bare lately lifeless our bodies, neither of that's Treverra's, Detective Inspector George Felse, on vacation close by, steps in to enquire the murders. Reprint.
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Extra resources for A Nice Derangement of Epitaphs (Felse, Book 4)
They were red, and I could not shake the notion that they had been stained by beetroot juice. When had I been near beetroot? I looked hard at them in the night sea light, which was partly moonlight, and partly something ghostly made by the waves. It was not beetroot. The redness was under the skin. Poison. I wiped my hand again over my suit-coat. The stuff was vomit... and my North Eastern company badge was missing. ' The top man, the skipper, seemed ready for this because he held a bottle of water.
He takes a carriage instead, and then sends the bill to the railway company. ' 'They'd be better off just paying him not to use the railway,' I said. ' The wife eyed me. 'It depends on the lateness of the train,' I said. 'If it's only running half an hour late, that would be a reasonable delay. A day late would be unreasonable. ' The wife yawned as she said, 'That's about right, Jim. ' 'It's really nothing to worry about. ' She came across and sat on my sofa, lifting her skirts as she stepped up, like a tomboy climbing a hill.
The office was doing creditably well. More crimes solved than last year. A collection would shortly be taken for the North Eastern Railway super-annuation fund. The Riflemen's League was always looking out for new members, ditto the York Territorials. A fellow ought to be able to fire a rifle - he never knew when it might not come in. Vote of thanks to the landlord of the Beeswing, and that was that. The drinking was carried on for another hour, and then we all piled on the last tram back to York.